Okay, I’m venting today.  To all you mothers who say, “Oh, I loved being pregnant”, I say, “Whatever.”  Now, granted, I have yet to experience quickening (which I am really looking forward to).  And I have a way to go before I get a kick in the ribs or bladder (looking forward to, but maybe a little less than the “flutters”).  So far, the only things I can boast are nausea, frequent trips to the bathroom, fatigue, inability to sleep (helps tons with the fatigue), stuffy nose, sore tailbone, headaches, back pain, sharp abdominal pains (absolutely normal. . . do not panic, Dad) and things I can’t mention in mixed company.  Do not get me wrong.  I am not disappointed in being pregnant.  I am absolutely overjoyed.  And I still believe that this is the greatest miracle in the whole entire world.  And I haven’t met a symptom that would keep me from doing this again (however labor, delivery….terrible twos and the teenage years come to mind).  I know it is all worth it.  I’m just not having fun yet.  Yes, I know I will eat these words later (not even saying probably).  I’m just ready for the “good stuff”.  (Okay, so I’m impatient.  Most of you already knew that.)

We hit 15 weeks yesterday.  So in about 1 week, hopefully, I will feel my first flutter.  But I will admit that while I’m writing this I’m trying to be very still and quiet to see if I feel anything.  That is the thing I’m looking forward to the most (surprisingly more than labor).  Once Tater is big enough, others will be able to feel or see kicks.  But quickening will be like “our little secret”.  Nobody will be aware of it but me and Tater.  Our first bonding experience.  That, to me, sounds so cool.  Yes, I will let you know as soon as it happens. . . that’s when I’ll eat the words from my first paragraph.  ;)